My Future Career

***Drake's computer = No spellchecker for this girl***

I decided I want to be a personal shopper. Okay, we all know I will never give up teaching because it is one of the greatest professions (after being a mom of course) in the world, but seriously, maybe it is just Lincoln, but some people are in great need of having someone help them with their clothing choices. Especially the wannabes who are forty-something and try to dress like they are twenty-something. Also, there are many twenty-somethings who need help too. Like, if you have a fat stomach, or something my roommate Brett calls a FUPA, then you should not wear a tight shirt because then everyone can see your fat stomach, or your FUPA. That shit is gross.

Recently Drake brought it to my attention that I am pretty apathetic. I don't mean about certain things, but about life in general. The more I thought about it, the more I realized he was right. There are very few things I truly get worked up about:

1. Duke basketball
2. My family
3. Stupid two-faced backstabbing lying bitches who try to fuck over either me or a friend

That's about it. Otherwise, not much can really make me emotional. Except I did almost cry when I said Wendall was sleeping on his rock and Drake said he was probably dead. He was joking of course, but I would definitely be sad if Wendall died, because I really like my turtle a whole lot.

Even with things like death, I am fairly unemotional, at least when it comes to my own. See, I really like to sleep a lot and Drake and I somehow got on the subject of death and dying and I was like, "Hey, bring it on" because I guess to me death is just one long nap that no one can wake me up from. I really love sleep, I think it my most favorite thing in the world, aside from Duke basketball. Drake doesn't like having to wake me up ever, and in the times he does have to perform such a horrible task, he actually has to wake me roughly 20-30 minutes before we actually have to leave. I am really not coherent in that time of just waking up. Prime example: I woke up from a nap around 7:45 or so. We went to Taco Bell because I hadn't had dinner, right around 8. I was still in my just-waking-up mode so much so that, at a place where I have ordered food a million times before, I ended up ordering the #3 which is three supreme tacos. Gross. (I don't like tomatoes or sour cream). I always order the 3 regular hard shell tacos, but was not awake enough for food at that point apparently. It made me sad when I finally did fully wake up and realized I wasted money on crappy tacos I didn't even want to eat.

Teetz and I have a lot of SVU catching up to do. We didn't watch the premier or last week's episode, so we are planning to watch this week's after I get off work from the testing center. Then we're going to try to watch the premier, and maybe Wednesday we can watch last week's. If not, then next Tuesday we will catch the new one and the second week's as well. I know it seems like a lot of silly planning, but this is me and Teetz's thing. We have watched SVU for ages, and we can't interrupt it now completely, we just took a little hiatus. Plus, we're both super busy.

Speaking of Teetz, we all went out on Friday and this time Teetz thought he was ready to do a fish bowl on his own. We went to Duffy's first because we both knew neither of us would have money left if we went to Sandy's first. We each got a Sex on the Beach, but I drank mine myself, he had help. We can try again in a month or so and see if he is ready then.

Days Until "Friends: The One With All 10 Seasons" Comes Out On DVD: 43!!!!!!!!!!